Deep Ocean Blue Eyes

Chapter 3 Psychotic Psychologist

Word Count: 1234 | Released on: 17/09/2023

Sinclair – Ashley's mom – took out the freshly ba

t really wealthy but had enough to get them comfortable lives at the very least. And currently, more than fifty percent of their resources were pumped into Ashley's well-being; hiring those therapists cost a fortune. Although disappointed by the outcome every time, they never gave up

late. She placed side-by-side Ashley's favorite homemade fruit drink prepared by her – fresh carrot juice – and two highball glasses to go with it on a

g in it on the tiled floor. Faster than a comet's tail, she swung the door open. Her face was immediately washed over by a befuddled expression seeing her baby curl in a fetal position on the floor next to h

ey was wrapped safely in her arms. She had her sit on the chair instead; Ashley clung to her like a toddler given the scare. The so-called "best in Chic

you're doing?!" s

e responsible for the ruckus. Her statement drew Elle's attention to her eye color. "They were cont

ot worsen her case!" Elle's eyes

t believe her eyes and ears. Holding Ashley still was pretty difficult and

paused. "Is this a

ed to know for my help to be effective," she answered professionally. "I also needed to know how badly her phobia has deteri

ur definiti

ter leaving such a bad aftertaste, she still had the guts to call that a session. Elle felt like charging and tearing her t

isle. She then turned around. "If you really love your child, quit the

a wi

ours la

about that lady. She may end up dr

her and get

erved," Emerson w

u back later.

y express her dissatisfaction with her cheeky behavior. Emerson was one of their part-time servants who came to help around the house in the mornings and got off work in the evenings. Tak

adam?" she asked innocent

merson was new and still trying to adjust so she

anned, and she wasn't expecting any deliveries. So who could that be? The stairw

neighbor who lived next door. Visits we

good day to you too." They exc

off work. Is

hle

d to regain composure? Or was there suddenly another Ashley under her roof? Her visage didn't fail to portra

at the moment. You

tion. He took out his phone pres

tinctively turned around. "Ashley! Are you okay?" she

" she beckon

t? You just had an episode." she

s away from catching any sleep after all.

sti

houlders. "Carson's no stranger. Let him in." What a child! Sh

to Carson, she called. She had no choi

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Deep Ocean Blue Eyes

Sakura Uchiha Young Adult

“Could you ever imagine having a phobia for eyes? A pair of deep ocean blue eyes is not just enticing but aesthetically appealing to the visual senses (eyes) as well. But that was miles away from being the case for a certain Ashley Sinclair. Not only did she have a phobia for blue eyes, she was also diagnosed with insomnia, anxiety disorder, panic disorder, etc, and had to live on drugs following the gruesome event that occurred on the 18th of July. Hooded guy with black nose mask and blistering deep ocean blue eyes raining lours on Ashley. That enigmatic scene that continued for days was brought to an abrupt end on a bloody note – Makayla Palmer was murdered in cold blood. Unfortunately, Ashley was the only one allowed to wake up in that pool of blood, falling asleep with her best friend full of life only to find her on the brink of death afterwards. Subsequent to lying unconscious in the hospital for a few weeks, she woke up with a whole new personality, dampened yet one with the deep burning urge to bring the killer to misery. She did all in her power to help the police in her case. Having chiseled a spitting image of the hooded guy to mind, she was able to produce a portrait on paper. That portrait was useless until a second murder case resembling Makayla's took place. The other female students of International University of Chicago were slowly consumed by fear after a series of death confirmed to be a serial killer case, wondering 'who's next?' A part of Ashley surged with thrill, gaining the opportunity to pull the puzzle pieces together and somehow solve the mystery. Ashley somehow eventually found herself entwined in an exhausting love triangle between Carson Anderson – her detective friend – and Daniil Smirnov – an ousted Russian heir transferred to her school. The duo slowly began to compete for her attention and love but Ashley wasn't into either of them. At first. Their relationship later ended with Carson as the third wheel because Ashley without knowing, fell deeply in love with Daniil. Slowly his influence rubbed off, letting her old personality return. Little did she know what laid in store at the end of that tunnel she thought to bring so much positivity and radiance to her soul. There was more to Daniil than met the eye. The culprit at long last revealed himself. But instead of leaving Ashley feeling elated and fulfilled having achieved the greatest feat, it left her confused and in disarray. 'How could she not have known? Did she see the signs but choose to ignore them? How could she not have felt the killer's presence even when he was so close? "Who killed Makayla?"”